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"It's yours" + crocodile tooth necklace

jabberandmischief:

jabberandmischief:

Jabberwocky eyed the thing, a raised brow to him. She couldn’t tell if this was supposed to be some kind of jest or not. 

"I don’t see the point…"

((Ho snap look at that ask box work! But for how long? o_O ))

"Both." she answered him simply and backed away, her gaze ever drifting this way and that, never satisfied to stay on one target long it seemed. 

"You’ve collected the whole set, though a dare say they don’t compare well. It’s hardly their fault, it doesn’t come as naturally to them, and their desires are petty at best. Human. Weak." Then again, his interest was strangely human as well. His methods, at least, made up for the fact. 

Yes, it seemed he had. If only she knew about the Wicked Witch, too! Maybe she did.

Her comments continued to intrigue him—luckily beyond the flattery. Since becoming the Dark One, Rumplestiltskin made every effort to understand the people he met, usually for the sake of a deal. The woman before him was quite the puzzle. Her human appearance belied her animalistic mannerisms and attitude. Her needs seemed at once simple and incomprehensible. She craved freedom. Just that, or so he could intuit this far. For most people he could easily wield that to his advantage. But they had other wants he could manipulate, too, in case that first desire outlasted its usefulness. If he could not promise the Jabberwocky continuing liberty, he had almost no other recourse.

How did she truly see him, though? That especially interested the sorcerer.

"Well, their desires aren’t so very different from yours. Power is freedom. The problem was that once they had the freedom, they used it to gain as much power as possible. Power became the ends instead of the means."

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mybravedarlingbelle:


"He won’t mind, if he didn’t want us to meet he just would have kept us a secret from each other" she said smiling softly at her;"come in" she whispered as she stepped aside to let her inside, it was a cold night so an extra body under the sheets would just be comfortable. 

Zelena also shivered, but she’d known many a cold night, and so she merely rubbed her arms as she walked in. It relieved her to see that Belle’s bedroom didn’t outshine hers. Why should it have, though?
"Thank you," she said, facing Belle. "M-may I ask how long you’ve been here?" She couldn’t remember if she had already asked. They needed something to talk about to help her relax and rest.

mybravedarlingbelle:

"He won’t mind, if he didn’t want us to meet he just would have kept us a secret from each other" she said smiling softly at her;"come in" she whispered as she stepped aside to let her inside, it was a cold night so an extra body under the sheets would just be comfortable. 

Zelena also shivered, but she’d known many a cold night, and so she merely rubbed her arms as she walked in. It relieved her to see that Belle’s bedroom didn’t outshine hers. Why should it have, though?

"Thank you," she said, facing Belle. "M-may I ask how long you’ve been here?" She couldn’t remember if she had already asked. They needed something to talk about to help her relax and rest.

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belle-and-her-books:


The sudden flash of fire and wave of heat, had Belle flinching from the fire place. Rumple calling her ‘silly’, however, instantly raised her hackles. Pressing her lips together, she blew a sigh out of her nose (well the one side that didn’t seem to be stuffy). It occurred to her, however, before she could give him the ‘death glare’ that he was right. It was a silly thing to do and now she was paying the price for it.
Sighing again, this time at her exasperation with herself, Belle sunk down to the chaise lounge that she’d been sleeping on earlier before going down to the kitchen. It was certainly more comfortable now that she was in a proper nightgown and not her stiff yellow dress. She gave him a small smile and gestured to the fireplace, and then around the room before mouthing yet another ‘thank you.’

Her plop onto the chaise was, admitting, amusing and adorable. Her expression of gratitude also improved Rumple’s attitude. “You’re welcome,” he said. Although he was tired out by this episode, a brief playful mood overtook him, and he bowed as though he were the servant and she the master. Of course, he threw in some hand twirling to emphasize the silliness of it all. Then he straightened and locked his hands behind him. “If the lady requires nothing else, I shall bid her goodnight.”

belle-and-her-books:

The sudden flash of fire and wave of heat, had Belle flinching from the fire place. Rumple calling her ‘silly’, however, instantly raised her hackles. Pressing her lips together, she blew a sigh out of her nose (well the one side that didn’t seem to be stuffy). It occurred to her, however, before she could give him the ‘death glare’ that he was right. It was a silly thing to do and now she was paying the price for it.

Sighing again, this time at her exasperation with herself, Belle sunk down to the chaise lounge that she’d been sleeping on earlier before going down to the kitchen. It was certainly more comfortable now that she was in a proper nightgown and not her stiff yellow dress. She gave him a small smile and gestured to the fireplace, and then around the room before mouthing yet another ‘thank you.’

Her plop onto the chaise was, admitting, amusing and adorable. Her expression of gratitude also improved Rumple’s attitude. “You’re welcome,” he said. Although he was tired out by this episode, a brief playful mood overtook him, and he bowed as though he were the servant and she the master. Of course, he threw in some hand twirling to emphasize the silliness of it all. Then he straightened and locked his hands behind him. “If the lady requires nothing else, I shall bid her goodnight.”

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Smile at a Crocodile || alittlepirategirl & im-not-a-what

alittlepirategirl:

She took the pendant carefully in her hands. She looked at it with pursed lips, studying the necklace. “Thank you mister.” she nodded up at him, smiling.

"So when I wear this the crocodile goes away?" she asked once more, giving a questioning look.

It was nice to see her smile again. “I guarantee it,” Rumple said.

For the first time in several minutes, his gaze turned to the shoreline. The waves were moving up toward them, lapping at the foundation of his sandcastle. It started deteriortating.

Rumple sighed. “Looks like the tide is coming in.”

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mybravedarlingbelle:


"Just…in case you change your mind, most do" she smiled as she opened the door and walked inside. The room was dark, only a few lights were on, there was a bed, rather large one along with some other tools of her trade. 
"If you decided to…be mine, I will not be with anyone ells nor will you" she said pointing at the bed;"sit" she said shortly but still managed to have a certain softness to her word as she moved over, moving a chair so she could sit and watch him. 

Well, someone was awfully confident. Too bad it wasn’t him. Gold still couldn’t see himself signing on to whatever this really was, though. She would have to provide a clear picture, and only then could he make a sound decision. Whatever happened today, he wouldn’t be coerced. Keeping that in mind, Gold carefully followed her inside.
Darkness obscured some of the bedroom’s details. In a way he was glad; to see her ‘toys’ in broad daylight might have been too much. He took her order as a chance to test the bed. His butt sank down. Surprisingly comfortable. The right balance between firmness and softness. Somehow his mind detached the bed from the activities Belle surely used it for. It helped him train his focus on Belle rather than the new, unsettling environment.
Relief settled in his muscles when she explained the commitment required of both of them. At least he wasn’t going to become part of some harem as he first imagined. Even if picturing every man in Storybrooke under her sway, including Sherriff Graham, Mayor Mills’ squeeze, had provoked fleeting amusement.
"A monogamous relationship, huh?" Needing some levity, Gold grinned. "And how long will it last?"

mybravedarlingbelle:

"Just…in case you change your mind, most do" she smiled as she opened the door and walked inside. The room was dark, only a few lights were on, there was a bed, rather large one along with some other tools of her trade. 

"If you decided to…be mine, I will not be with anyone ells nor will you" she said pointing at the bed;"sit" she said shortly but still managed to have a certain softness to her word as she moved over, moving a chair so she could sit and watch him. 

Well, someone was awfully confident. Too bad it wasn’t him. Gold still couldn’t see himself signing on to whatever this really was, though. She would have to provide a clear picture, and only then could he make a sound decision. Whatever happened today, he wouldn’t be coerced. Keeping that in mind, Gold carefully followed her inside.

Darkness obscured some of the bedroom’s details. In a way he was glad; to see her ‘toys’ in broad daylight might have been too much. He took her order as a chance to test the bed. His butt sank down. Surprisingly comfortable. The right balance between firmness and softness. Somehow his mind detached the bed from the activities Belle surely used it for. It helped him train his focus on Belle rather than the new, unsettling environment.

Relief settled in his muscles when she explained the commitment required of both of them. At least he wasn’t going to become part of some harem as he first imagined. Even if picturing every man in Storybrooke under her sway, including Sherriff Graham, Mayor Mills’ squeeze, had provoked fleeting amusement.

"A monogamous relationship, huh?" Needing some levity, Gold grinned. "And how long will it last?"

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Matchmaker || belletheoutsider

belletheoutsider:

"Thank you. I will also do some packing. Would you like me to pack for you as well? It is no trouble."

He couldn’t think how she knew where all his belongings resided, or what he would need for the trip. But it would keep her busy. Distract her fom speculating why he was going through this trouble over a ball. “If you wish. But we should leave early, so don’t use this as an excuse for delay.” One warning finger wiggled at her, a little too insisting to be taken seriously.

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mybravedarlingbelle:


Belle nodded and reached over, she easily opened it and took it off, looking at it;”I think…this won’t block the magic I took from your father…but it should block the magic I was born with” she said, attaching it to her own wrist, feeling it impact her.
"Use your magic to lock it, so I can’t take it off" she said, holding out her arm for him. 

If he had complete lucidity, he would have done so. Sadly, the teleportation spell that brought him here had winded him, as had their conversation thus far. Mentally, and emotionally, Rumple was too derailed to use magic. His simple hands had to suffice.”Llll do it later,” he slurred when his hands, still shaky, clasp around her wrist. They wrapped the cuff snugly. The snaps clicked together. That was all to be done for now. But Rumple did not let go. Still holding her wrist, he awkwardly scooted toward her. “Belle … I don’t think I can go home.”

mybravedarlingbelle:

Belle nodded and reached over, she easily opened it and took it off, looking at it;”I think…this won’t block the magic I took from your father…but it should block the magic I was born with” she said, attaching it to her own wrist, feeling it impact her.

"Use your magic to lock it, so I can’t take it off" she said, holding out her arm for him. 

If he had complete lucidity, he would have done so. Sadly, the teleportation spell that brought him here had winded him, as had their conversation thus far. Mentally, and emotionally, Rumple was too derailed to use magic. His simple hands had to suffice.”Llll do it later,” he slurred when his hands, still shaky, clasp around her wrist. They wrapped the cuff snugly. The snaps clicked together. That was all to be done for now. But Rumple did not let go. Still holding her wrist, he awkwardly scooted toward her. “Belle … I don’t think I can go home.”

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mybravedarlingbelle:


She held on to him, tripping over her own feet as she tried to remember where they were going, but she didn’t even know where they had started;”please…slow down, I am getting dizzy” she said, stopping as she held on to him;”please, just…walk a bit slower” she said bowing her head towards him."It’s not to much to ask is it?"

Annoyance silently passed over Rumple’s face. Its brevity was in fact thanks to the speed of their descent to the dungeons. “We’re already here, dearie.” He let her hand go and stepped to the nearest door. Noisily, it creaked while swinging open with only magic.
"Right this way," he called, not reaching for her. He imagined she’d had someone holding her arm for however long she’d lived without sight. Things would be different here. No more coddling for the little lady. "Come along. The sooner you’re inside, the sooner you can rest!"

mybravedarlingbelle:

She held on to him, tripping over her own feet as she tried to remember where they were going, but she didn’t even know where they had started;”please…slow down, I am getting dizzy” she said, stopping as she held on to him;”please, just…walk a bit slower” she said bowing her head towards him.
"It’s not to much to ask is it?"

Annoyance silently passed over Rumple’s face. Its brevity was in fact thanks to the speed of their descent to the dungeons. “We’re already here, dearie.” He let her hand go and stepped to the nearest door. Noisily, it creaked while swinging open with only magic.

"Right this way," he called, not reaching for her. He imagined she’d had someone holding her arm for however long she’d lived without sight. Things would be different here. No more coddling for the little lady. "Come along. The sooner you’re inside, the sooner you can rest!"

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mybravedarlingbelle:


She smiled;”I might ask a question or too” she joked back, nudging her shoulder against his lightly as she smiled up at him. "But mostly I…I was hoping to get to know you more" she added giving him a bright smile as her eyes found his. 

Rupert kept acting skeptical. Her remarks did puzzle him. She must have wanted to befriend him to gain some advantage over the other prefets. He couldn’t think of another logical reason. She didn’t seem part of the sort drawn to his grim repute.
"Really? I should warn you there’s not much worth knowing." Tried as he did to play this comment off as humorous self-deprecation, the inkling of a frown that followed pointed to a deeper level of dislike.

mybravedarlingbelle:

She smiled;”I might ask a question or too” she joked back, nudging her shoulder against his lightly as she smiled up at him. 
"But mostly I…I was hoping to get to know you more" she added giving him a bright smile as her eyes found his. 

Rupert kept acting skeptical. Her remarks did puzzle him. She must have wanted to befriend him to gain some advantage over the other prefets. He couldn’t think of another logical reason. She didn’t seem part of the sort drawn to his grim repute.

"Really? I should warn you there’s not much worth knowing." Tried as he did to play this comment off as humorous self-deprecation, the inkling of a frown that followed pointed to a deeper level of dislike.

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Falling for you {glomp meme} || belletheoutsider

belletheoutsider:

Her body shivered under his breath and his touch. “Well, I have learned a lot from my books, but I know you said I read too many books. Maybe the mysteries I have uncovered should just be kept secret.”

"Did I say that?" Of course he had, but only to annoy or hurt her. "I may have spoken hastily. Are you sure you don’t want to enlighten me? Save me from my ignorance?" Save him from his frustration, more like. Yet he weirdly enjoyed it, too. He was growing somewhat breathless from this intimacy. Every shiver he felt run through her thanks to hs attentions kept fueling the heat and tightness down there. His shallow inhales fed him more of her sweet aroma. It was all so heady, almost dreamlike.